Splintered Heart ♱ Remus Lupin

𝖝𝖛. the triwizard tournament

( 𝔳𝔬𝔩𝔲𝔪𝔢 𝔦𝔦, 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖎𝖋𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖓 ) — the triwizard tournament

The Great Hall looked its usual splendid self, decorated for the start-of-term fest. Golden plates and goblets gleamed by the light of hundreds and hundreds of candles, floating over the tables in mid-air. The four long house tables were packed with chattering students; at the top of the Hall, the staff sat along one side of a fifth table, facing their pupils.

The doors to the Hall opened, and silence fell. Professor McGonagall was leading a long line of first-years along the room, who appeared to have swam across the lake rather than sailing. A;; pf them were shivering with a combination of cold and nerves as they filed along the staff table and came to a halt in a line facing the current students.

She placed a three-legged stool on the ground before the eleven year olds and, on top of it, an extremely old, dirty, and patched wizard's hat. A tear near the brim opened wide like a mouth, and the hat broke into song:

A thousand years or more ago,

When I was newly sewn,

There lived four wizards of renown,

Whose names are still well known:

Bold Gryffindor, from wild moor,

Fair Ravenclaw, from glen,

Sweet Hufflepuff, from valley broad,

Shrewd Slytherin, from fen.

They shared a wish, a hope, a dream,

They hatched a daring plan

To educate young sorcerers

Thus Hogwarts School began.

Now each of these four founders

Formed their own house, for each

Did value different virtues

In the ones they had to teach.

By Gryffindor, the bravest were

Prized far beyond the rest;